[QueenNyra]

mark for later!

[72027]

username:
kalon name:
gender:
prompt:
[impress me]

res. what a dream kal :,0
id say i have a 2% chance of winning but im still gonna give it my all

[cad bane]

username: poca.
kalon name: iris
gender: female
prompt: a close friend of iris had to move to a different country. since iris had only had one friend, this threw her into a whirlwind of emotions that included isolation and anxiety. she became snappy and rude towards other kalons. however, she soon found out that her friend had left her one special thing. this thing was special because iris knew it was very dear to her friend- her pet rabbit, velvet. she was confused at first, and a bit annoyed that she had the responsibility of taking care of the animal, but she couldn't help but fall in love with the flop-eared creature. iris softened up after a while, and she began to open up to other kalons, and make new friends. of course, that didn't mean she stopped loving velvet! the rabbit would always have a special place in her heart.


what is the meaning of this??


aww, i guess you're kinda cute...

no, no, no, you don't poop on the floor!

[synastry]

Tia Moritas, Guardian Angel of the Underworld,
Protector of Traveling Souls | synastry; |

The Pact of the Living
Tia, in the mortal world, was a calm and collected
apothecary. When she was younger, her father ga
ve Tia the witch hat she wears, even as a Guardia
n Angel of the Underworld. She led a decent, fairly
easy life. Until she was given the chance to change
her existence forever.
The POL, or Pact of the Living, is only offered to
a worthy mortal once the old Guardian and protect
or retired or simply wished to stop. The last pact t
o be struck was over two centuries ago. Tia was ha
ppy staying a mortal and living her life until the las
t beat of her heart, but Giuletta, Goddess of Death,
had other plans for her.
The Pact of the Living
This Pact of the Living states that Tia Moritas, has
the choice to give up all mortal responsibilities and
accept the duties of the Guardian Angel of the Unde
rworld, Protector of Traveling Souls. If declined, no
penalties shall be suffered. If accepted, the Pact wi
ll take effect immediately. After an established amo
unt of time has been served as the Guardian, the Pa
ct may be relinquished and the Guardian will forever
live peacefully in death.

Acceptance

When Tia had received this offer, she had experie
nced a great flood of emotions. Mostly shock and
sadness at the thought of being technically dead,
yet still living at the same time. She confided in
her friends and family on what to do, what she w
ould do if she accepted The Pact. Everything they
seemed to say only made it worse, the emotional
ties getting stronger the more she thought about
them. Tia would close down her shop for days at
a time, alone in her room with just her thoughts
for company. It felt like she was a wondering sou
l, no purpose. Letting herself become lost in her w
ork along with old books as a coping mechanism,
she soon discovered that the faster she tried to
run from her monster, the quicker it would dest
roy her. After much thought, reading, and salve
making, she came to her decision. Embracing h
er fate, Tia had only one request if she was to a
ccept this offer. That request was for her belove
d hat to come with her to the Underworld.

Protector of Souls
Small physical changes came about slowly after she
was transported to the Underworld. The first thing
she noticed to change was her hair. Before, it had b
een almost duller, not as thick. Her hair is said to h
ave taken in the properties of the River of Passage,
the largest river in the Underworld. Then, her pupils
took on the shape of the Labyrinth of Sins, her tong
ue resembling the Pit of Remembrance. Every soul t
hat was troubled he’d been sent to rest in The Plain
s of Harmony, Tia’s claws built up bit by bit after se
nding a soul there. There were times where she wou
ld encounter a soul she had once known in life, plun
ging her into grief and sadness. Eventually, all thos
e she once knew had passed on, guided by her. Ther
e are still times where Tia feels she can’t handle it
all, and the pain of losing what she once had still r
emains. But she always gets through it by pushing
it aside, busying herself with transporting spirits
through the Gates, her work always keeping her o
ccupied.

[sapphirelion]

my Form

[seraphs]

double, double toil and trouble; fire burn and cauldron bubble!
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username: seraphs
kalon name: tirzah abadi
gender: female
likes xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx dislikes xxxxxxxxxxx
+ plants xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx - loud noises xxxxx
+ reptiles xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx, - migraines xxxxxx
+ herbal tea xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx,, - bright lights xxxx
+ soft sweaters xxxxxxxxxxxxxx - strong smells xxx
+ crocheting xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx, - cold weather xxx
+ crystals xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx, - large crowds xxx
+ bugs xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx. - losing things xxx
+ wind chimes xxxxxxxxxxxxxxx. - forgetting things

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something wicked this way comes!
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soft droplets of rain hit against the windowsill,
causing the young kit to jump. she watched quietly as
the downpour began, picking at the cracks in the
decaying old wooden flooring. "savta," she called out,
her voice echoing through the old house. after
moments of no response, she listened closely and could
hear her grandmother humming away in the den. the
kalon crept to her feet and slowly made her way through
the rickety old house, floor boards creaking with every
step. she froze in the doorway of the den, peering in at
her grandmother, dancing around and softly humming as
she cleaned out her pet snake - padma's - enclosure. the
kit watched dreamily, always in awe of how elegant her
grandmother could be, even doing the humblest of tasks.
"tirzah! you frightened me!" the older kalon cried out
with a chuckle soon following, beaming at her
granddaughter, creases forming around her eyes as she
did so. tirzah bowed her head in apologies as she stepped
into the room, looking down bashfully at her feet. "sorry
savta! here.. i will help you with that." tirzah said while
picking up some of the cleaning supplies. "nonsense child,
run off and play in the garden. the rain is quite beautiful
today, yes?" the older kalon grinned and winked at the other,
slightly tipping her hat towards her. "now run along! play!
you're still growing." tirzah's mouth upturned gently, pulling
into a soft smile. "yes, savta.. i will. please rest though, for
me?" she got one last glimpse of her grandmother over her
shoulder as she exited the room, heading out to their garden
to play in the puddles. the older kalon, efa, sighed to herself
as she sat down on the floor with a thud, shaking her head
softly. "i'll be fine."
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favorites
favorite food: vegan lo mein
favorite color: seafoam green
favorite drink: boba tea
favorite scent: fresh rain
favorite song: francis forever
favorite flower: mimosa pudica
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years had passed since that day, but tirzah had never gotten over it. she can still feel the rain on
her fur, smell the wet dirt, and hear the clash of thunder that came oh so suddenly. heaving as she
dashed back to her house, she had come in to find that her grandmother, in fact, wasn't fine...
after the day of her grandmother's passing, tirzah wasn't the same. already considered a recluse
before, tirzah completely closed herself off from the rest of the world. she let their garden die as
the winter season came, and spent most of her time resting at the foot of padma's enclosure. the
large snake would peer down sadly at the young mourning kalon. as the seasons came back around
to spring, and soon enough tirzah began fearing the april showers that were coming ahead. "padma,"
she whispered solemnly to the reptile perching above her. "what are we going to do?" she hadn't
changed anything about the house since that day, the one difference being her grandmother's hat
perched up on the top of the coat rack sitting in the corner of the room. efa would go on and on
about her witches hat, passed down from generation to generation. the hat originally being
crafted by one of tirzah's ancestors, which is why it is so tattered now. it had been worn so carefully
with love by everyone that had ever had it in their possession. that night, as tirzah drifted off to
sleep, once again at the bottom of padma's tank, padma began to push against the lid until she got it
open. slithering quietly over to the coat rack, she weaved quickly between the legs of it, causing it to
fall with a loud crash. efa's hat had fallen right at tirzah's feet, and as she looked over at the hat, and
then to the sweet snake sitting in front of her, she smiled and began to cry. "okay," she whispered,
letting the serpent slither and climb up her front leg. "we will be okay." the next morning, tirzah and
padma sat out on the front porch, watching the drizzling rain fall from the sky. tirzah was wearing her
grandmother's hat, and has been ever since. as time passed, she began working in their garden again,
and growing healing herbs that she'd use to make medicines for other kalons. the plants began to grow
again, as did tirzah.
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xxxxxxx
all art commissioned from my wonderful sister boomer1414 !
(she does have a free art shop though, if any of you wanna check it out >:3c)

[Amplify]

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M A L L O R Y

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“oh, how unfortunate is she,
the one named m a l l o r y...

forseen, or perhaps cursed was she,
to be so ill fated at birth—n e v e r f r e e.

oh, to be such as she....
how painful a twisted r e a l i t y.”

[mallory - french “unfortunate/ill-fated”]
[female - she/her pronouns]

[❖ tryout thread.]
[❖ table of contents.]

[cokie]

username: heather,
kalon name: waverly
gender: female
prompt: wip

[【Ｗｉｌｄｆｉｒｅ】]

-snip-

[deleting all my old posts]

[jouska.]

dropping out, sorry! but good luck to everyone who entered. <33